Did I survive 40 days without eating cheese?
Hell no. Did I try? Hell yes. The first time I ate cheese after Lent had started was a complete accident. I had gone through a drive-thru [which I very rarely do] and had ordered a sandwich forgetting it had cheese. It wasn’t until Tim and I had gotten home did I remember that my sandwich had melted cheese on it, and we didn’t just pay $6 for a sandwich for me to not eat it. So I ate it. And yes it was good. I ate cheese a few more times, but I was able to keep the amount small enough to where I only need my two hands to count.
For next year I’m thinking about something harder…like anything that has high fructose corn syrup. Now, that would be really hard…but so rewarding.
—m.